Until we meet again

During their lifetime a person makes numerous
acquaintances. A few of these you cherish as dear friends. Losing such a friend causes a hurt that can't be described. David Sharp was my cherished friend, he had a zest for life that was unmatched, he brought joy and laughter to everyone he met. He gave freely of himself and never asked for anything in return. As I stood at his graveside today I searched for the words to say goodbye. but I chose instead to say until we meet again my brother. David is busy right now spreading smiles all over heaven. One day I hope to join him there, until then I'll miss him deeply.
James Southard